Does anyone remember when I wrote my shitty review about the shitty-book Spellsinger?

Now I am writing about it's shitty continuation The Hour of the Gate (aka Spellsinger 2: Electric Boogaloo).

At first, it wasn't all that bad. I had grown complacent, reading book one, so because book two wasn't an immediate downward spiral, I was conned into ( Read more... )

Those of you that like reading- do you also like stabbing your eyes out? Because a while back, I stumbled upon the WORST BOOK EVER WRITTEN. I honestly wish I could say that that was an exageration, but I can't. It's books like this that make me wonder why I'm not published yet. Let's look at it IN DEPTH!

CHARACTERS:
Jonathan Thomas Meriweather: HEY ( Read more... )

I am in a mood. And that mood is NO.

I haven't any idea why, but dammit, I'm not happy.

Do I want to take apart my dejiko hat and try sew the ears in right this time? NO.
Do I want to work on the pattern for the dresses I'm making with Emma? NO. 
Do I want to do my Java homework of death? NO. 
Do I want to look at my parenting assignment again? NO.
Do ( Read more... )